บททั้งหมดของ His regret; Too late to love me now ex-husband: บทที่ 181 - บทที่ 188

Layla's POV. I don’t think I spoke a single word on the drive home.Not because there was nothing to say, but because everything felt too overwhelming, too new... like one wrong word might shatter the impossible reality that had somehow formed around us in the span of a single afternoon.Hope, however, had no such restraint.She was practically vibrating with excitement in the back seat, such unfiltered joy that only a child could carry so effortlessly.“Daddy, did you see me throw the ball?” she asked, leaning forward from the backseat as far as her seatbelt would allow, her eyes fixed entirely on Liam like he had become the center of her universe in mere seconds.My grip tightened slightly on the steering wheel.The word 'daddy' still felt surreal..Still felt like something I wasn’t fully prepared to hear so casually spoken into existence.But Liam...Liam handled it like he had been waiting his entire life for that moment.“I did,” he replied, glancing at her through the rearvie

Layla's POV. Liam and I read Hope's bedtime story together following her others, and once she'd fallen asleep, Liam tucked her in and grabbed my hands next, leading me out of the room hurriedly like he had something he couldn't wait to show me. Once we were outside, he suddenly spun me around and before I knew it, his hands were on my face and his lips were pressed hard against mine. "I've been waiting all day for this." He mumbled against my lips. He wrapped his hands around my neck pulling me into his body. His tongue slowly entered my mouth and he moved me back against the frame of the door. His hands moved around down my shoulders and arms and onto my ass. He pulled that part of me into him, pressing against me with his groin. He cupped my ass cheeks in his hands and pulled me from the ground. I smiled and squealed into our kiss as he picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist.Again he pushed me into the door frame as his tongue danced around my mouth. It was passion

Layla's POV. For a long moment I just stood, holding the tiny bracelet in my hand while watching Hope spin in slow circles in the middle of the room, her laughter and joy so pure that it almost felt fragile, like something I needed to protect with everything in me.“Mommy, is this dress too big?” she asked suddenly, stopping mid-spin to look down at herself, her small fingers tugging at the soft fabric.I smiled, walking toward her and crouching slightly so I could adjust the hem properly, smoothing it down with careful hands.“It’s not too big,” I murmured gently. “It’s just… perfect.”She tilted her head, studying my face like she was trying to decide if I was telling the truth or simply saying what I thought she wanted to hear, and then she broke into a grin that made my chest tighten.“I look like a princess,” she declared proudly.I laughed softly. “You don’t just look like one,” I replied, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. “You are one, my beautiful baby.”Her eyes

Layla's POV. I walked out of the bathroom, grabbing a towel nearby and ran it through my hair, trying to get it dry enough so it wouldn’t drip onto my nightwear. Liam was still awake.He was sitting up against the headboard, one arm resting loosely over his knee, the other propped behind him. His gaze was fixed intently on me. A faint smile tugged at his lips as his eyes followed me from the doorway to where I stood adjusting the strap of my nightwear.“You’re just going to lay there staring?” I asked quietly, walking fully into the room and closing the door behind me.His smile widened slightly. “I was waiting for you,” he said simply.I raised a brow as I walked closer.“For what exactly?”"C'mon Love,” he muttered, patting the space beside him on the bed.It was such a small gesture, but something about it still made my chest tighten... like my heart still hadn’t fully learned how to be calm around him.I hesitated only for a second before climbing onto the bed.The mattress dip